Miscellaneous poemsArchibald Constable and Company Edinburgh; White, Cochrane, and Company and Gale, Curtis, and Fenner, London; and John Cumming, Dublin., 1814 |
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Æsop Apollo bard beauty Behold BIRTH-DAY Cadenus call'd Chloe coffeehouse CORYDON Countess of Suffolk court crown dame damn'd Dean dear death delight divine DR DELANY DR SWIFT Dublin e'er ears EPIGRAM eyes face fair fame fancy fate female fill'd fools give goddess grace grown half head hear heart honour Ireland JONATHAN SWIFT Jove king lady learning look Lord Lord Carteret Lord Cutts madam maid mankind MARBLE HILL merit mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er Ovid Pallas poem poets poor Pope praise pride quadrille queen rage rais'd resolv'd rhyme rise round satire scarce scene scorn shame shine sight sing soul spleen Stella Strephon swear tell thee thing thou thought thousand town turn'd Twas twill Vanessa verse vex'd virtue whig wise writ write
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Página 335 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love, my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month; and Gay A week ; and Arbuthnot a day. St John himself will scarce forbear, To bite his pen, and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug and cry I'm sorry; but we all must die.
Página 85 - The groaning-chair began to crawl, Like a huge snail, along the wall; There stuck aloft in public view, And, with small change, a pulpit grew. The porringers, that in a row Hung high, and made a glittering show, To a less noble substance chang'd, Were now but leathern buckets rang'd.
Página 345 - He gave the little Wealth he had, "To build a House for Fools and Mad: "And shew'd by one satiric Touch, "No Nation wanted it so much: "That Kingdom he hath left his Debtor, "I wish it soon may have a Better.
Página 320 - So naturalists observe a flea Hath smaller fleas, that on him prey ; And these have smaller still to bite 'em, And so proceed ad infinitum. Thus every poet in his kind Is bit by him that comes behind...
Página 95 - Now in contiguous drops the flood comes down, Threatening with deluge this devoted town. To shops in crowds the daggled females fly, Pretend to cheapen goods, but nothing buy.
Página 88 - what's this you tell us I hope you don't believe me jealous ! But yet, methinks, I feel it true, And really yours is budding too — Nay, — now I cannot stir my foot ; It feels as if 'twere taking root.
Página 331 - How is the Dean ?' — 'He's just alive.' Now the departing prayer is read; 'He hardly breathes.
Página 86 - Return'd them thanks in homely style : Then said, " My house is grown so fine, Methinks I still would call it mine : I 'm old, and fain would live at ease ; Make me the parson, if you please.
Página 94 - Till drown'd in shriller notes of chimney-sweep: Duns at his lordship's gate began to meet; And brickdust Moll had screamed through half the street. The turnkey now his flock returning sees, Duly let out a-nights to steal for fees: The watchful bailiffs take their silent stands, And schoolboys lag with satchels in their hands.
Página 312 - And here a simile comes pat in ; Though chickens take a month to fatten, The guests in less than half an hour Will more than half a score devour. So after toiling twenty days To earn a stock of pence and praise, Thy labours, grown the critic's prey, Are swallow'd o'er a dish of tea; Gone, to be never heard of more, Gone, where the chickens went before.